Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Washing Line Economy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robin Bottrell
Songwriter
Lyrics
Midweek me told you I'd be there
But weekend me is saying I'm not
Leaving this chair
I'm sorry I know that it's not really fair
But my face is oily and I don't wanna
Wash my hair
My thoughts change so drastically
You best be taking me sarcastically
A mind has elasticity
But mine is stuck in it's ways
And although I told you tonight I'd make
I've just realised
That I am a serial flake
Dinner at yours really does sound nice
And I hate to be the person that
Has to think twice
The last thing I want to be is impolite
But y head is so sore and I'm not
Feeling alright
My thoughts change so drastically
You best be taking me sarcastically
A mind has elasticity
But mine is stuck in it's ways
And although I told you tonight I'd make
I've just realised
I really don't want to seem fake
I've just realised
I have misjudged a small mistake
I've just realised
Although I told you tonight I'd make
I've just realised
Although I told you tonight I'd make
I've just realised
I really don't want to seem fake
I've just realised
I have misjudged a small mistake
I've just realised
Although I told you tonight I'd make
I've just realised
That I am a serial flake
Written by: Robin Bottrell